Kanagawa Taoist College Students

After eating a hearty and delicious breakfast, Anna burped and returned home holding Phyllis, who was already sleeping.

Father Zhenzhong Gengping went to school, while Li Xuehao and Mingyue Yuhua came to "Miss Amy's Happy Time" on Fifth Avenue. They were asked to help. There was an explosion here yesterday, although the bridal shop was only affected. One moment, but the entire glass door was shattered. Although it was replaced with a new one in time yesterday afternoon, some finishing work was not cleaned up. Two people were called to clean it.

There are also other clerks in the store helping, such as the Chinese international student Xu Hui.

As the only male, Li Xuehao did some heavy work, such as carrying things, carrying water or wiping relatively high places. He was completely used as a "coolie", but as a mother, Hanako Manaka seemed to turn a blind eye.

There was a clerk who wanted to help the "Prince", but he declined. In fact, he didn't feel like he was doing "coolie" at all.

When he was almost done, his mother, Manaka Rikako, called him aside and handed him a suit covered in transparent plastic. Judging from the stiffness of the suit, it had obviously been carefully ironed.

Li Xuehao was stunned at first, and then realized that maybe his mother had given him this to wear to the "Priority Dance" tomorrow, and Anna might have told her that he didn't have a suit.

"Send this to Brooklyn and give it to Mr. Peter. There is a detailed address on it." Manaka Rikako added, pointing to a note attached to the plastic coat.

"Uh..." Li Xuehao's expression froze. He thought it was for him, but it turned out that he was just a "courier".

"Mr. Peter is getting married tomorrow, but he hasn't taken away his suit yet, so we can only give it to him. Koji, be careful on the way and don't mess up the suit." Manaka Rikako warned.

"Okay." Although he felt a little resentful in his heart, Li Xuehao could only follow the tasks given by his mother.

Brooklyn is located on the southeast side of Manhattan Island, across the East River from Manhattan Island. It is not very far away. It is the most populous borough in New York City.

According to the address recorded on the address, Li Xuehao took a taxi and arrived at 1401 Street in Brooklyn, where Mr. Pitt lived at No. 87.

Anyone who can book a wedding suit from Mom's place is either rich or expensive. Before coming, Li Xuehao casually asked about the price of the suit, and the answer was 27,000 US dollars, which is really not cheap.

So it was no surprise to see that No. 87 was a huge villa. However, before I got closer, I heard bursts of ghostly cries and howls in the villa. The sounds of music, frolics, screams, and cheers were mixed together. , people who don’t know why think that a “World War” is going on inside, but in fact, it’s just the owner of the villa having a party.

Li Xuehao walked to the door with his suit in hand and had already heard a rough idea of ​​the sounds inside. From the noisy sounds, he could tell that there were at least dozens of people in the villa.

Generally speaking, parties are held at night. It is absolutely rare for the owner of the villa to hold a party in the early morning. Li Xuehao even believes that the other party has been having a party since last night and it has not ended yet.

The door of the villa is open, as if anyone is welcome to enter at any time.

Li Xuehao was very conspicuous when he entered carrying a suit. The men and women inside immediately noticed him. When they saw the suit in his hand, they immediately understood his purpose.

"Hey, Pete, your wedding dress is here." A drunk guy yelled into the hall, attracting everyone's attention.

Li Xuehao was naturally not afraid of being stared at by so many people, but he still felt a little uncomfortable being looked at like a monkey.

Fortunately, this situation did not last long. I saw a tall, semi-bald man who looked to be 1.9 meters tall and weighed 180. The man had a semi-bald head and seemed to be middle-aged, but Judging from his appearance, he may actually be younger than thirty years old.

"Is this my suit?" The half-bald man walked up to him, looked at the suit in his hand, and asked with some confusion.

"If your name is Pete Sanchez, then it is yours." Li Xuehao nodded.

"Hahaha, I'm Pete Sanchez, give it to me." The half-bald man laughed. He probably thought what he said was interesting. He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, all of which were 100 US dollars each. There were fifty or sixty pictures, "Here's your tip, boy..."

"Wow!" Before he finished speaking, the people around him who saw this scene suddenly exclaimed, because the thick stack of US dollars was enough to make everyone excited and excited. It was really too luxurious to use it as a "tip". .

"Of course, if you want to get all the tips I have, you need to play a game with us." The half-bald man finished what he was going to say next.

"Game?" Li Xuehao smiled faintly, glanced at the stack of banknotes in his hand, and knew it was not that easy. He shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, I'm not interested."

"Not interested?" The half-bald man was stunned, then raised the money in his hand, "Do you know how much money there is here? It's 5,300 US dollars, boy. You only have one chance. If you miss it, you won't get it again. "

"Leave this kind of opportunity to others, goodbye." Li Xuehao didn't understand why the other party wanted to "play games" with him. Maybe it was to show off, or to see him make a fool of himself. In short, it was definitely not to see him deliberately put on his suit. Kindly send it here.

There was another uproar at the scene. The guy who delivered the suit was actually indifferent to so many US dollars.

The half-bald man probably felt embarrassed. Seeing that he was about to leave, he quickly said loudly: "Boy, as long as you are willing to play games, I can double the amount."

Li Xuehao didn't look back and walked all the way to the door. The other party obviously regarded him as a kid who was jealous of money. Unfortunately, this small amount of money was not enough to arouse his interest.

"Three times!" the half-bald man shouted from behind, as if the money was not money at all, "four times, five times... As long as you are willing to stay, ten times is no problem."

Li Xuehao finally stopped, but it was not because of his heartbeat, but because the other party's behavior made him suspicious, because no matter how rich he was, he would not be so squandering. Since the other party did this, he must have an agenda.

"Why me?" he asked.

Seeing him stop, the half-bald man smiled proudly, probably thinking that his money offensive had finally worked: "Because it's fun, isn't it? We play games and we just need a boy like you."

"Oh?" Li Xuehao raised the corners of his mouth slightly, sensed it with his spiritual consciousness, and quickly figured out the reason. Was he ordered?